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dual - zombae lyrics

[intro]
huh, yuh, yeah, yeah, yuh
na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*nuh
(it’s time [?])

[verse 1: zombae]
they just think ‘bout my world where you can’t go when you step inside planes walkin’ with the f*ckin’ [?]
i’m feeling like f*ckin’ runnin’ nine
i know that ain’t what you call [?]
but you know that i’m always ahead of time
tryna be scary, but you always cool, yeah n*gga you just r.l. stine
“i just turned this sh*t into a horsey”
boy fell off, i started this in quarantine
got a whole sea behind you, but you still ain’t glowin’ up
boy, you got enough [?], you don’t need answers, cause you’re not cold enough

[verse 2: zombae, doin’ fine]
f*ck that beat, you ain’t noticed i sobered up
how the f*ck you rappin’ n0body quote your stuff
how the f*ck you rappin’, you [?] and flee
recording your diss track and sent it to me
you got the rеsponse cause you know that i k!ll this sh*t
i know you n*ggas ain’t real [?]
[?] you n*ggas ain’t never seen [?]
[?]
[verse 3: zombae, doin’ fine]
you wanna talk sh*t right now? bеtter tag us
gag a n*ggas riding on a skirt he get scratched up
i don’t think anybody better than my [?]
run into your river until you’re dripping, i’m like a trash dump, if i don’t got a beat [?] (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[?] (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus: zombae]
n*ggas be such fools when they choose, yeah, to duel me
with the winning raps, [?] could dual me
dealin’ with the duo, that’s the two of us, it’s a [?], see
feeling [?] with the [?], [?] cause you afraid to dual

[ [?]: zombae, doin’ fine]
i got two, got two
i got two, oh two
i just k!lled you, uh, duel
it’s a duel, two
it’s a duel, doublin’ doublin’ double*
it’s a duel, doublin’ doublin’ double*
it’s a duel, doublin’ doublin’ double*

[ verse [?]: doin’ fine]
i know a good look is so sick, right?
if you think your f*ck [?], p*ssified
[?] heads clashing with eachother, it’s a b*tch fight
[?] out my own f*cking lane, just hitch*hike
play me, bet you don’t know i cb with yo’ b*tch, right?
[?] clapping, with no switch light
light switch, light get [?] on my wrist, bright
bet you know what happens when the tools of the lip*tied b*tch quiet
[ [?]: zombae, doin’ fine]
you see me walking in the building
[?] is the [?], ooh
all i see is my children
i can’t trust a rapper
[?] danger, running round [?]
speak out, in paris
i’m stayin’ in the hilton

wait, what?
i look just like [?] hilton
lips good, face good
hair and fit
*basilica

you look like a monster, (rah)
they should call you milton
i can’t find a hater, cause i already k!lled ‘em

huh
big money crew
cashing on you, huh
[?] to my [?]
they don’t got a clue, huh
(f*ck on your money*)
[outro: doin’ fine]
f*ck on your b*tch with the money in hand
f*ck on your b*tch with the money in hand
f*ck on your b*tch with the money in hand
(f*ck on your b*tch with the money in hand)
(f*ck on your b*tch with the money in hand)
(f*ck on your b*tch with the money in hand)
(f*ck on your b*tch with the money in hand)

- zombae lyrics

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